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Salem was an idiot. He was not stupid in actuality, and while he looked like more brawn over brains, there weren't many screws loose in his head. It was more the decisions he made, and the explanations that inevitably would follow should they be needed.

As a man with a passion, it didn't just quiet in a new body or a new world, it was there still—teeming beneath the surface of his skin. The manners in which it was dabbled upon, well that... that left him with enough of a high to satiate even the strongest of men. It was in the midst of his flee from one of the larger docile animals that Salem ran across another.

Though his gruff laughter wasn't quick to die, it was with a soft seriousness that he found himself greeting the other. Salem's heavy footfall died to a light patter as he slowed, the green a lush pelt beneath his steps. His head tilted in a curious manner as he watched. “You lookin' for somethin' specific?”

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salem might’ve passed a lot in his haste to god-knows-where but he’d barely paid anything else much heed. too much to look at, too much to see, too much he didn’t even know. somethin’ so small like that? tsk, he can barely see two steps in front of him. “Nah, I ain’t see none’a that. But I can look with ya’. Ain’t no skin off my back.” what else would he do? chase down somethin’ else lookin’ like a bull? he ain’t wish to get killed so soon already. and he might’ve disrupted a herd, that was something he’d need to wait to pursue again. wait to even…get near them things again.

“wintergreen? what you needin’ them for?” not that he knew what they were used for anyways, but he was a nosy stick. if he was lookin’ for it too, he might as well know that he ain’t abettin’ somethin’ bad. his tone dragged distractedly as he searched—not that he knew what he was doin’. this whole wolf thing was still new to him, but he wasn’t about to bring that up.

plants? he knew they grew from the ground, knew they got colors—different ones—but finding out what they do, that wasn’t for him. he’d listen though, if this man decided it was time for a lesson. ain’t no shame in learnin’, and he wasn’t the smartest.

“you collect em’?” he asked as he spotted a tint of purple, the rustle of his steps displaying his eagerness to find what the other was lookin’ for.

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